How Do You Get Into The Slytherin Common Room Novels & Stories

Lucy Henry made the lift let me out in front, and pushed me inside the building Stacy nudged me into the wheelchair waiting for me just outside my room with a beaming smile. “Some of the people you’ll meet will also be helping on the team as they’re already in magical training, but most of them will be older,” Stacy said. “Oh, and of course, there’s the mixer with all the new students that Riley organizes. It’ll be great!” “Which is happening first?” I asked.

My new friend introduced herself as Sara, also from a small unknown pack. "Aurora Roy," a porter called my name, and I stepped forward. "Lily Lodge, room 300," she said, handing me a sleek silver access card. I muttered a quick thank you before heading to the towering building ahead. --- Lily Lodge Inside, Twilight Academy impressed even more. The ceiling stretched high above, massive chandeliers casting warm light over polished marble floors. Wooden paneling and enormous windows highlighted the grandeur. A massive Twilight Academy crest hung at the center, giving the place a regal feel.

I said and we all continued our meal. In no time, we finished eating and I stood to clear the table with Freya, “no, it’s fine, you don’t have to,” she said and I just nodded and walked away to join Olivia and Toria in the sitting room where they sat watching a giant screen. “Tell me Phil, what pack are you from?” She asked immediately after I entered their sitting room. “Ravenclaw,” I simply said, but by the look in her eyes, I knew she knew where that way.

“It was so much fun! We should have this regularly!” “You think?” Johan said grumpily, “I have no plans of cooking and cleaning after them regularly.” “Also, this kind of ‘party’ won’t be allowed once classes start.” said Seb who was busy wiping the tables. “Not in our room anyways, any gathering is supposed to be held in the main common room at the lobby,” he added. “It’s a good thing we have a sound spell in the room.” “It’s good till it lasts, then.” mumbled Johan. “Dragon, enough fish, or you’ll get a tummy ache.” he called to his pet who was once again in his human form with Azra.

I didn't know how to read the old tongue (Letyra) and my French wasn't very promising. "I do, I just don't know how to use it properly. I wouldn't even know where I'd start when looking for a spell that could fix my bruises," I shrugged. Saiora understood my predicament and nodded. "Okay, let me freshen up and then we can head over to Lachlan's dorm." "Wait, we can do that? Like actually go inside their rooms too," I was genuinely shocked right now. No way in a human context would we be able to do this as high school students. I guess we were lucky to not only be allowed to study together in the study lounges on the first floor of the dormitories but we could also step into each other's room

It was evident why the Alpha kept her as his mistress over his fiancé. Well, Zara was gone. Now it's Reika and she's about to become Luna. “Thank you, Arya.” I wrapped a fur shawl around my shoulders and stepped out of the room, my anxiety returning. “Where is the ceremony taking place?” “It's at the left wing of the house. Don't worry, I'll lead you there,” I nodded, grateful for the offer, and busied myself with admiring the decor as we walked. I could see the reason why Ravenclaw was the biggest and most influential pack in the region.

The old paintings and tapestries that hung on the walls seemed to come alive as you walked past them. The dorm was divided up into sections which were called cabins. It was an area of three or four rooms .. each room had its own bathroom and housed two students. And those rooms shared a common room…. Sooo Harry Potter. The common rooms all had their own fireplace which we kept going at all times during the colder months .. like right now.

Isandra POV I had just peeled open the second to last page in Gravemire’s welcome packet when I saw it. Big, bold, shiny text across a blood red page: HOUSE SELECTION IS MANDATORY. NO EXCEPTIONS. I blinked at it. “House selection? Like… magical dorm room sorting on steroids?” Below the heading was a sleek enchanted parchment embedded into the page. As I stared, it shimmered and expanded, revealing four rotating sigils. “House Sorting takes place at 9:00 AM in the Grand Arena,” it read. “You will be magically scanned and sorted based on your raw essence. You cannot lie. You cannot refuse. You cannot transfer houses.”

“So can we go back or nah?” He nodded. “You may return to school today… if you don’t want to miss the House Sorting Ceremony this evening.” I groaned so hard my soul left my body. “Fucking House Sorting. Seriously? Again with the teen drama rituals?” Thistle squealed like it was Christmas and Halloween had a baby. “Yesss! I can’t wait!” I gave her a deadpan stare. “Betrayal.”